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The Villain's Story

Three Souls lay in one body, One soul belonging to a man who had reached the peak, the strongest there ever was, the one who had the talent to do so. Yet he suffered because of his talent. His soul shone as bright as a galaxy once, but now is but a sun. His talents made him the envy of all. And He lost it all, tricked and manipulated from the time he was a child. The Second soul belonged to a man soon to be the richest in the world in his own universe. A man who had his face charred, a man who seemingly had every odd placed against him from the very beginning. He went against the family that abused him and triumphed over them. Yet he was left broken inside, He craved a release, and the first soul brought him that release. And he became a psychopath that scared the manifestation of evil itself. And the Third? The child born from their souls was anything but ordinary. Cursed with a fate no one wanted. Cursed with the fact that the Universe wanted him dead. He was born from Chaos And Ice and a fraction of light, yet he manipulated space. His abilities were so powerful they were harmful to his body. His talent is as infinite as the boundless cosmos. His enemies were greater than one could count. His luck is worse than shit. And yet, he continued to fight. Despite whatever was thrown at him, he would brute force through it or outsmart it, befitting the other two above. He continued to fight, not believing in the bullshit that was destiny. ---------------------------------------- Discord: https://discord.gg/Sgxw6QEsgE

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[181]The weapons that called their masters.

Note: this is the first chapter that I am writing on a device other than my phone so forgive me if there r any mistakes. I am not used to writing on a laptop at all XD.

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At the same time.

Elijah wandered through the museum of Hero Academy, his eyes were closed, and he walked in a direction different from everyone else.

While most students stayed in groups, even though they were given free roam around the museum, he was the only one along with Serena who was just happy being beside him.

He had felt it, when he entered the museum, that something was calling out to him, an energy beckoning him to come.

As he was going towards it, he was unaware that another student of Shield was also making his way toward an energy that called him separately.

A student not expected was also being called by another weapon.

And this student was...

Alexander Wright, who himself was feeling energy, calling out to him, waiting for him.